Sierra pov..
I can't shake the unease I feel as I listen to him speak. His tone is gentle, but something about it feels off. Fear still grips me tightly. I look away and mumble, "Please, I just want to be alone." As I try to walk away, he grabs my arm. "I said stay!" he demands.
My heart races. Fear freezes me in place. The sudden change in him leaves me unsure. Then, almost begging, he says, "Please."
I'm confused, unsure of his intentions. He leads me to the front door, and we sit on the stairs. The quiet world outside doesn't calm me. Even though I could run, I stay, torn inside. Why can't I leave?
"I'm sorry I hurt you," he says, his voice filled with regret. "I just feel so lonely and wanted someone with me."
I look at him, searching his eyes for answers. Unease washes over me, and I move a little farther away from him.
We sit in awkward silence. I finally ask, "Don't you have any family?"
